Sunday, August 5, 2012

Things, As They Shouldn't Be

I have very few complaints about life here in the Workers' Paradise of the Antipodes.  But there is one complaint that I can't shake - beer prices.

Sierra Nevada pale ale on special at 23 bucks a six pack?  I recoil in horror.


  1. hey, but it is 2 for 40 bucks, that seems to be a steal... i wont bore you with stories of german hefe weizer falling in my mouth during our, rather short, break in the eiffel last week. now back to normal again.

    cheers, paul anne and lali

  2. yes, please don't rub it in... it's almost worthwhile to sail back to California just to stock the boat with beer.